Virtual Life
November 2010 (9th Grade)

They sit alone in the dark,
with their eyes glued to the screen.
The only light that flashes upon them,
rays of blue, red, and green.
All contact to the outside world,
-disconnected-
A life of lonliness,
they are headed.
People befriended
by live, video chat.
Halo reaches for nothing.
Who would have thought that?
Being controlled by video games,
as they bask
in their virtual fame.
Call of Duty
gives them an excuse to hide,
and to fill this empty void
they call their life.
They stay awake for most of the night,
never attempting
to give up the fight.
They are so deep into it;
It's no longer fun.
All this competition
over grenades and shotguns.
Titanium tanks,
and aircraft carriers,
shut them away from the sun
and put up social barriers.
Submarines and banchees,
guts and gore.
What's next?
Oh, there's more.
They lost their helmet,
their armor failed to protect their life's end.
Their only love for pixel perfect characters.
They will never have a girlfriend.
Kill zone, battlefield,
and counter strike.
Your ammo has run out
in your virtual life.